This room is obviously just an ordinary barracks, there is nothing worth noting, and Poor Dao knows that there are no treasures in it with a sweep of his divine sense, and there is no search value at all. In order not to alarm the weathered objects inside, thus stirring up countless dust, Poor Dao and the others didn't even enter, so they walked directly to the interior of the city!

After about a few tens of meters, we will encounter a similar barracks again, and the situation inside is the same, empty. This did not change until we reached the third barracks. Because there we found the skeleton of a winged warrior.

The flesh and skin of his body had long since disappeared completely, and only a few pieces of unrusted armor remained on the skeleton, but it was completely unable to cover his body. He was lying on his back on the ground with his back to the sky, and the phalanges of his left hand were magically wrapped around a bow that had been broken in two.

His right hand was tightly clenched into a fist, but there was just a gap in the middle of the fist, and from the analysis of the arrow that stopped not far from his right hand, it was obvious that he was holding the arrow and preparing to fight back. We all stood in front of his bones and quietly remembered the scene.

After a thorough investigation, Forget Worry analyzed: "This person was originally going to shoot, but suddenly he was approached by the enemy, and when he couldn't shoot an arrow, he planned to hold the arrow shaft and use it as a dagger, but at this time he was hit by the enemy's poisonous hand. Judging by the severe fracture in his chest. He must have been struck and smashed. ”

"Not bad!" Poor Dao nodded and added, "But the strange thing is that this seems to be an injury caused by a fist, and it is a straight punch that is slightly from the top!" Poor Dao quickly made a judgment based on his years of experience in martial arts.

"This warrior is only one meter seven or eight, and he can't fly up in this hole at all, so it can be seen that the person who beat him is very short!" Ouyang Ruolan immediately analyzed: "Sister, is there any race in the demon clan that is a master of short stature?" They seem to like to fight their enemies with their bare hands and fists!"

"Yes, there is indeed such a race, they are the rampaging dwarves of the demon race!" Liroya said solemnly: "They were originally also the descendants of the ancient dwarf king, but they didn't like forging, but they liked fighting and bloody killing. Later, he parted ways with the orthodox dwarves and threw himself into the arms of the Demon Clan, becoming one of the most important subordinate races under the Demon Emperor Clan!"

"Then what are their characteristics?" asked Forget Worry curiously, "I suspect that the eight things in it are undead or zombies or the like, things that can survive a long time." This demon berserk dwarf is probably one of them, and he will probably run into them in a while. Now knowing more about it will be good for the upcoming battle!"

"Okay. These guys have fought us many times, and even I have a hard time dealing with the best of them, so I still know them very well!" Liroya explained, "These guys have inherited the characteristics of the dwarves, and they are fierce. The strength is super strong, and it is very strong in both magical defense and physical defense. Moreover, after migrating to the Demon Realm, in order to adapt to the harsh environment there, after tens of thousands of years of evolution, they have created very amazing skills. ”

"Plus they're dwarves after all. He is extremely proficient in casting, so almost everyone has a piece of equipment on the ground. Therefore, their overall strength far exceeds that of the dwarves on the continent, and they are divided according to the standards of the continent. The most ordinary members of them are also Sword Master-level masters!" Liroya smiled bitterly, "And the top masters in their clan can even reach the level close to Seraphim!"

"No wonder it can cause you trouble!" Poor Dao said in surprise: "Then what are the fighting styles and shortcomings of his place?"

"They abandoned the warhammer weapons that the dwarves had always been proud of, and instead fought with their fists. They only have a few small axes on them to use as throwing weapons!" Liroya smiled bitterly, "This kind of behavior of giving up weapons is too weird, in fact, I really don't see any benefit in empty-handed other than being able to catch the opponent during the fight." But it's this advantage that can deal with flying angels, it's simply handy!"

"All the angels who dared to fight these guys in close combat, almost without exception, were captured by them regardless of their injuries, and then besieged to death. So much so that when we meet them. It has been explicitly stated that melee combat is not allowed!" Liroya said with some annoyance: "The Angel Legion was forced to choose to avoid the battle, these guys have undoubtedly created a humiliating scene for us!"

"In short, these guys are very good at close combat, their fighting skills are impeccable, they have an almost crazy desire to fight, they have a complete disregard for death, and the high fighting spirit that will not hesitate to die together is particularly troublesome. Anyway, when you see them, you can kill them quickly, and you have to kill them thoroughly, their lives are very hard, and they don't necessarily die immediately if they are mortally wounded, but as long as they still have a breath, they will definitely use it in attacks. Liroya said.

"If you want to talk about their shortcomings, then they can't fly, but in this hellish place, they enjoy the same treatment if they can't fly!" Liroya shrugged and said, "Maybe we can interfere with them visually, the place where they live all year round is not well lit, and if we can suddenly shine with strong light, it is easy to blind them." In addition, although they are all wearing heavy armor, these arrogant guys don't like to wear helmets, so the head is their weak point, and it is better to decapitate him, then everything will be solved!"

"Very well, do you understand?" Poor Dao asked with a smile, seeing that they were all nodding their heads, and then laughed, "Then let's keep walking!" I turned and walked forward, and they followed.

"Sister Liruoya!" Ouyang Ruolan asked softly on the road, "Is the number of this kind of demon rampaging dwarves very small? Generally not a lot!"

"Who knows!" Liroya shrugged, "I don't care about this, so I don't know." However, I've seen them dispatch tens of thousands of people!"

"Tens of thousands?" Ouyang Ruolan touched her forehead weakly and said, "Oh my God, there are a total of ten Sword Saints on the mainland, but they have tens of thousands of such troops, it's too terrifying, right?"

"Not necessarily!" said the poor Dao, "at least here." They've lost a lot of money!" we came to the end of the tunnel, in a spacious hall.

This hall is circular, with a diameter of more than 100 meters and a height of about 20 meters. There were dozens of exits on the walls around the hall that were identical to the ones we had entered, and some of them also led to the outside, which should have been similar to the holes we had entered. Others are obviously passages leading to the interior of the city, and those of us who are first-time visitors will not be able to tell what they are.

The exit is exactly the same, not even marked. I really don't know how these winged people can tell the direction of the ground, aren't they afraid of getting lost? And this hall is also very strange, its middle is empty, and there is a hole in the ground with a diameter of tens of meters, corresponding to it. There is also a circular hole of this size on the roof of the hall, which must be the passage for the winged people to go up and down the ground.

At this time, the ground of the hall was full of skeletons, not to mention hundreds, and the scene was very terrifying and weird. The less timid Xiangxiang even exclaimed. Immediately, she realized that this place did not seem suitable for shouting, so she quickly covered her mouth and swallowed it back.

These mutilated corpses. It shows that they had a very fierce tearing here before their deaths. Judging from the bones, most of them are winged warriors, and only four special skeletons are not winged people at first glance, because they have no wings. And they are short and strong, and the ground armor on their bodies can still be relatively intact to this day, which is enough to explain their identity - demon berserk dwarf warriors!

Poor Dao only replied to Ouyang Ruolan's words after seeing their bones. Four dwarven warriors were lost in a battle in such a small place, so how many would the entire city have to die?

"Something is wrong!" Liroya spoke first, "I know the fighting power of both the Winged and the Berserk Dwarves, I can say for sure. In this enclosed space, it was too easy for the four berserk dwarven warriors to kill a hundred wingmen, and it was not even possible to be injured, let alone all of them killed! If you want to kill the four of them, it is strange that the wingmen do not pay thousands of casualties, and it is almost impossible to lose only a hundred like this!"

"Maybe they were injured when they came in!" Ouyang Ruolan said with a smile: "Don't forget, we're in the Sky City now! How could the dwarves come up on their own? Eighty percent of them were brought up by the air force, in that case, they would have to rush hard against the baptism of lightning magic, it's not bad if they don't die outside, what is it if they are injured?"

"That makes sense!" Forget Worry stood in front of a dwarven corpse and pointed out, "Look at him, there is only one hand here, the other hand is missing, and there are traces of electric shock on the bones of his shoulder, apparently a hand was broken by lightning outside!

We went over to take a look, and sure enough, we found that more than a dozen people had fallen beside the guy, all of whom had been killed by breaking their neck bones, and even when this dwarven warrior was dying, the only remaining hand was still tightly grasping the neck of a winged warrior.

"It's scary here, let's go somewhere else, right?" Xiangxiang suggested.

"But this damn place is exactly the same, where are we going?" asked Liroya with a wry smile.

"yes, there's not even a sign on the door, the city is so big, how long will it take us to wander around?" said Elena, dissatisfied.

"Actually, it's not too difficult!" Poor Dao, Forget Worry and Ouyang Ruolan replied almost at the same time.

"Excuse me!" Liroya laughed, "Do you three have a way? Say it together and listen to it and see if it's the same!"

The three of us looked at each other and smiled, and said together, "Follow the dead!"

"That's right!" Liroya clapped her hands and suddenly said, "Important places must be heavily guarded, so the battle will be particularly fierce." The casualties on both sides will also increase greatly, and we should easily find the core of the city as long as we follow this clue. ”

"Yes, that's it. Poor Dao said with a smile: "Judging from the situation here, it seems that the dwarves around the passage have not drilled, so they obviously went up the middle passage." Although they can't fly. But this straight up and down passage shouldn't be able to stop them!"

"Then what are you waiting for, let's go!" said Forget Worry this time. Then she pulled Xiangxiang Ran Ran up and flew towards the middle passage. Poor Dao didn't dare to slack off, and took the lead in pulling Gai Ci to fly in front of her. The people behind followed.

When we entered the passage, we found that the passage was actually not too long, only a few tens of meters, and after leaving the passage, there was another hall, where the battle was not as fierce as below, only the corpses of dozens of winged people. And all were killed around the passages. Obviously, the murderers who killed them still wanted to go up.

And so we continued to rise. In this way, after rising more than ten floors in succession, the situation has changed. There are a lot of dead people in this layer, at least hundreds, and the dense bones are pressed one layer after another, and they are all over the ground. So much so that we don't even have a place to stay. Obviously, although this place looks almost indistinguishable from other places, it is a place to focus on defense.

Among the dozens of exits in this hall, one was particularly conspicuous, and the corpses at the door were almost blocked. It's piled up like a hill. It seems that the winged warriors are also like crazy, frantically blocking the demons from entering there.

"That's it!" Poor Dao pointed to the exit. Poor Dao said, reaching out and using Dao magic to conjure a huge palm. With a flick of the left and right, he pushed aside the skeleton that was in the way, and took Gaiji to get in first.

"Yes, it looks like it!" Forget said as he followed suit.

After entering this cave, Poor Dao found that almost all of it was covered with white bones, and there were also demon lands, but there were very few, and more of them were winged people. Poor Dao helplessly pulled Gaiji and floated forward. I don't want to walk on my bones. After traveling a few dozen meters, Poor Road found a door.

Inside the door was also a barracks, similar in size to what had been seen before, but there were only eleven beds inside. Living less, of course, is comfortable, so the treatment here is definitely higher than relying on the exit. It looks like this is supposed to be the home of the Wingmen's elite troops. Walking further, after passing three barracks spaced tens of meters apart, we came to a small hall.

The style of this hall is the same as the outside, except that it is all one size smaller, and there are fewer exits on the walls, so it seems that it is a place for the mobilization of elite troops. There are also many bones here, and about 100 of them are scattered all over the place. Judging by the posture of the placement, one of the doors was desperately guarded by them. Poor Dao did not hesitate to get in.

This time, there were still three barracks every few tens of meters along the way, but there were only three people living there, and it was obviously already the station of the strongest elite troops! The exit of this cave was still a hall full of corpses, and it was a little smaller. Following the guidance of the corpse, he drilled into a hole again, this time in the barracks where only one person lived, apparently an official.

After passing through this passage, there was finally a different hall in front of us, this hall was relatively small, except for the exit I came from and the passage up and down, only there was an exit opposite me. In this way, I knew where to go without thinking, so I took them directly to the opposite exit.

And after we enter this exit, only to find that the passage behind the exit is not long, walk into a dozens of meters to come to a sacrificial hall, the hall is very large, there are dozens of meters in a radius, it is decorated with gold and splendor, there are two exits on the left and right of the main hall, and the front wall of the main hall is a sculpture of a god, which is the wind god that the winged people believe!

The sculpture is about two meters high, imposing and beautifully worked, and it is definitely the work of a master sculptor. And it is covered in golden light, and it also emits bursts of magic fluctuations from time to time, and at a glance, you can see that a lot of good materials have been used, and it must have ruined the people's fat and people's cream. But, quack, I like it, who told it to be mine now?

In front of the sculpture is a circular altar, about three meters in diameter and more than one meter high, the flame on it has long been extinguished, leaving only a thick layer of black ash still showing us its sunset glory. Words of praise for the god of wind are engraved everywhere on the altar, but unfortunately, Poor Dao is not interested in slapping the gods on the back, so he doesn't bother to pay attention to the magic symbols on the altar!

However, Poor Dao was very interested in the texture of the sculpture and the murals around the main hall, so after using his divine sense to detect that there was no danger, Poor Dao beckoned everyone to come in. I began to study the murals and sculptures on the walls. And when the ladies came in, they all shouted excitedly, as if they had discovered the treasure, and they were all overjoyed. Who told them that most of them were the first time, even if they forgot their worries and were infected by them, they were excited!

Poor Dao couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, "It's just a little bit of a discovery, as for being happy like this?